Chapter 3

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{Alex}

"What does it say?" Lauren asked, standing on the other side of the door.

Hello everybody, My name is Alex Write. I'm 20 years young, I'm a proud brown skinned girl. I was born and raised in the street of Miami, me and my sister Lauren.

Lauren is my blood sister, she's basically like my hood best friend, that is forced to keep my secrets because we related. Lauren was a few years older than me, she was 23. No kids, Own place, Own Car, and studying for law.
Yeah she had her shit together.

I was chilling over at her place for two days, let me explain. Me and Ray been fucking around with each other's hearts for almost Two years now. Recently me and my Pops got into a little disagreement about me seeing Ray, He told me to get out so I did. He thought I really wasn't gon go.
Ray offered me to crash at his crib because he knows how my Pops is. Wrong idea!

What I realized about Ray, he's very demanding, what he says goes. I mean I could understand he has to be due to his job, but baby I'm not one of your employees!
Once Ray moved me in he reassured me I could stay however long I needed, that promise was soon renewed. Ray loves to argue, shit I do too but damn. Ray will start a argument over some little shit, he loves to be in control, every time we get into a petty argument he always threatens to kick me out, so this time I left myself.

Lauren offered to let me stay at her house for two weeks while her man was outta town visiting family. Of course I'm going back, I just need to give Ray a little time to sit back and think about what he could lose being a complete bitch! He's a heartlessness nigga.

He's been blowing my shit up since I left, as I wanted. I haven't been picking up though, he don't miss me, he just miss this pussy.

 I haven't been picking up though, he don't miss me, he just miss this pussy

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Lauren- 23

We look like twins right? Now let me fill y'all in on what Lauren was going on about.
It's been two months since I've gotten my last period. Ray has been the only sexual partner I've been with.

Ray has walked away with so much of me. My heart, My Loyalty, My virginity. But I don't think now would be the time to bring a baby in the mix. Ray doesn't like to wrap it up, so if it's positive, really who's fault is that?
Ray ain't ready for no more kids, shit he was barely ready for the first two he already has but what I can say is that he is a great father to them when he wants to be, but that doesn't mean Ray doesn't need to work on himself.

My eyes remained shut. Counting down from 3. Three, Two, One.
I flipped the test, opening my eyes.

"Holy fuck" I mumbled. A positive pregnancy test gripped in my fingers.

"What does it say?" Lauren asked. Without knocking, the door swung open and there stood Lauren.
She didn't even have to look down at the stick, my face showed it all. Tears built up in my eyes, my knees started to go weak. I just didn't know what to say.

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